So close to throwing in the towel....for the first time ever
Those I'm 'closest' to on this board (sounds weird to say that about people I've never met) know much of this about me, but for those who don't, I believe I've overcome some monumental obstacles in my life without ever feeling sorry for myself, giving up or otherwise letting life's circumstances get to me. Yes my father, in the end, managed to create a very successful business which has over the last four years or so managed to keep me in school cost free, not working except for when the interest hits, and several other good things. But, prior to that, nearly two decades of my life were spent mired in some very tough circumstances. Just to give some examples, some of which my best friends are not remotely aware:
When I was about twelve, my father was sent to prison for four years. During this time, my mother developed an antrocious drug habit that, after she pissed through in four months the money my father had left her to last four years, necessitated her turning to the world's oldest profession to obtain her fix. For those of you not up on the vernacular, and odd as it is for me to say, my mother became a prostitute...but of the 'in-house' variety, so there's some ironic and hilarious dignity in the fact that she wasn't a street walker or anything. But, at any rate, as if that weren't bad enough, the guys that frequented our home often took the time to beat the hell out of me, my brother, and/or sister when they so desired. You can only imagine how things fell apart from there, with social services removing us from her custody and placing us in a foster home until my father's release.
Still, however, I refused to let my situation dictate my destiny, and I busted my ass, ended up at one of the world's top colleges and was admitted to what many would argue is the world's top law school. So, given that so much of my identity is formed from overcoming the most dire of obstacles, you can see why I hesitate to reveal that I finally feel defeated in something to those that know me...i just can't have them knowing that anything has beaten me - i'm the one in all my circles of friends who is looked up to as the one who can slug his way through any situation. Plus, letting you all know this will hopefully explain my absence and the cessation of my cycle journal.
But, to cut to the chase before this gets too long, my girlfriend, whom i care about and love in a way that has proven impossible for me to describe despite the fact that my true talent is in the use of words, came to me recently to confess that she is a full-fledged, clinical bulemic. And, in what I suppose is common to the disorder, it has permeated EVERY aspect of her life, resulting in massive depression, moodswings and just a general diminishing of the sheer wonder that was the most amazing person i have ever come across - all of which has certainly put a strain on us as well. Physically, she is so disgusted by the way she looks and feels that we haven't so much as kissed with any more involvement than a "peck" in over a month. Emotionally, she's a complete wreck beyond what I have the room or time to explain here.
I didn't know it was possible to care about someone more deeply than you could ever care for yourself, except maybe in the case of your own children, but I feel that way about her, and I put her happiness well beyond mine in regards to helping her through this. Yet, for a month, it seems like every decision i make surrounding this is the wrong one. I know that I can't wave a wand and make everythign better, but this has truly beaten me....i just don't think I have it in me to help the one person i truly want to help.
I've already composed a letter to harvard asking for a deferment, as I don't want to pack off for law school when she is in this state, and I'm tyring to garner the courage to send it now. ****, because I'm being so open, I'll copy and paste an email I sent to her mother below so that you guys can see just a little more of my frustration.
Sure I don't know many people here, but i think i'm coming up on my two year anniversary here, and I've seen people get excellent advice in the past here. I guess I just hope that someone having gone through this before can say something....anything....to give me somethign that even remotely resembles a grasp on this situation.
So that is the crux of why i haven't been around...for those who were kind enoguh to notice :)